Word: soft
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Irwin Hoffman's brothers are mining engineers. Irwin Hoffman himself is a solid, soft-voiced artist who goes down a mine shaft almost as often as they do. Once there, he sits cramped in a lantern-lighted hole full of the din of drilling, sketches everything he sees. Mining engineers admire his sombre, accurate pictures, in 1936 invited him to join the American Institute of Mining and Metallurgical Engineers. Last week laymen too had their chance to admire, for Artist Hoffman's first show since 1935 opened in Manhattan at the Associated American Artists' Galleries. One admirer...
...root itself has no beneficial qualities in the treatment of illness. More recently sarsaparilla has found a major role as a flavoring for soft drinks. (CAUTION: But please do not assume that the hormones are derived from a bottle of soda...
...Manhattan's sombre old Grand Central Palace, through whose innards move dozens of expositions every year: whirring, clanking, buzzing, gurgling machines, bottles of queer-looking powders, crystals and liquids-the Exposition of Chemical Industries. ... In Manhattan's far-from-sombre Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, under soft lights, on soft rugs, with lyrical commentary, comely models in dazzling clothes: a special show of synthetic fabrics for the Congress of Industry. . . . The scenes were dissimilar but the purposes were the same: to extol the marvels of modern chemistry...
Glidden, three times National Champion, combines incredible speed of foot with a superb soft game. The Pools, Larry and Beckman, won their way to the top with two radically different types of play. Beekman has become almost a legond an the hardest hitting titlist in the history of the game, while Larry's claim to fame lies in amazing accuracy and endurance. Dixon and Rawlins are flawless stylists; the former was one of the earliest of Crimson squash luminaries produced by Harry Cowics...
...chance. His assignment was to fill in between bulletins from the courtroom. He bought a couple of records, treated himself (for $10) to a tryout sponsor, an unheralded reducing pill at $1 a box. "Now I'm not saying that your husband doesn't love you," he soft-soaped, "but when you look into the mirror, are you being fair to him?" Next morning's mail brought $600 from fat ladies begging for a chance to let Martin streamline them...